Conan: What's wrong with my Yan Shuangying's painting style?

However, that might confuse an ignorant little girl, but it would definitely not confuse him.

"The spider can't escape, and you, you can't escape either."

Conan said calmly while stepping on the football.

"It's time to put an end to the game of detectives and phantom thieves. Kaito Kid, I've told you before, right? Those celebrities are often recognized by the public only after their death, becoming legendary figures."

The sneakers flashed with electric light and looked extremely dangerous, and the Death God Elementary School Student said it with certainty.

"Kaito Kidd, let me help you become a famous thief!"

————Why are you saying that again? No, buddy, didn't I just trick you last time when I disguised myself as that girl named Mao Lilan and lied that I used her underwear to disguise myself? Why are you trying to kill me now?

Kuroba Kaito only felt a black screen before his eyes.

He had once witnessed the power of the Death God Elementary School students' soccer balls on the Suzuki Group's ferry, but the power of the soccer balls back then was far less than it is now. With the lethality of the soccer balls that the opponent had just displayed...

Seriously, he felt that if this ball hit his hang glider, he would perform a plane crash on the spot.

Although he had many thoughts in his mind, Kuroba Kaito's face behind the monocle still maintained a calm expression, keeping the "poker face" taught to him by his father Kuroba Toichi, and no emotional changes could be seen.

His hands fumbled in his pockets, thinking about what kind of magic props he could use now.

Then, his pupils suddenly shrank, and without caring about anything else, he suddenly lunged and rolled forward. Many flash smoke bombs fell to the ground and suddenly exploded, bringing a dazzling white light.

A soccer ball flew out narrowly from where Kaito Kidd was standing and hit the ventilation duct.

Conan didn't feel strange at all when facing Kaito Kid who was hiding in the smoke. He took out the loader of plain glasses from his arms and directly buckled it on the frame of the left eye of the plain glasses, and then pressed the button of the frame again.

Suddenly, Kaito Kidd's figure appeared in the smoke in the form of a red figure.

————The mysterious magician known as Magician Crow has already told her all the magic tricks and props that Kaito Kid would use. Therefore, he has specially prepared many props targeting Kaito Kid.

Now is the time when it comes in handy.

However, Conan was putting his hand on the football belt, preparing to press the button to eject the third football.

The sound of electricity suddenly rang out——

The loader on the left eye of the Death God's elementary school student's plain glasses instantly lost its effect.

"...?"

Conan was stunned.

What's going on? Did Kaito Kidd know about his counter-gear against Kaito Kidd, so he prepared a counter-gear for his counter-gear against Kaito Kidd?

In the fog, Kuroba Kaito's mood quietly relaxed.

The moment he saw the left eye of the Death God Elementary School Student suddenly light up, he had an urge to kill him. Fortunately, he remembered the information told by the cheap uncle introduced to him by his biological mother, Hei Yu Qianying.

If it weren't for the information given by that uncle, he would have really turned over here————

Now, he should run away!

Kaito Kidd ran quickly towards the edge of the rooftop, his hand on the switch of the hang glider.

However, he was a step slower because he noticed that several ambulances were speeding towards the Space Theater on the ground. He wondered what had happened in the lower level of the Space Theater.

And at the moment when Kaito Kidd slowed down, a voice came from behind him.

"Don't worry, nothing's wrong."

The voice of the Death God Elementary School Student suddenly rang out.

"I have received the information. No one died as a result of this except the Illusionist Killer himself."

Kuroba Kaito turned his head and saw lightning flashing behind the football in the smoke that was dissipated by the strong wind.

"Well, it's time for us to wrap up here!"

Chapter 296: Are you still considered a human being? (3/5)

The illusionist had arrived at the first floor of the Cosmic Theater, in a state of disarray that he had never imagined before coming here.

However, this is no longer important. What is important is that he is about to escape from the black-clad killer who has a willpower so strong that he can negate the effects of illusions and is like a living steel plate, and evacuate from Tokyo!

Günter von Goldberg II has used up all of his remaining hallucinogenic effects props.

Moreover, as soon as the gunshots were heard, he rushed out to the stairs, using the effects of flash bombs and smoke bombs to confuse the police officers lying in ambush outside, and also using the gunshots to cover his next actions.

He is now in the most vulnerable state he has ever been in.

It is true that he is the top killer of the mysterious organization and the world's number one illusionist, but that is based on the premise that he has illusion props and time to prepare. Now, he has nothing.

Today's Illusionist Spider is just a first-rate killer with better skills, and must be treated with extreme caution.

The elite members of the Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department who were lying in ambush nearby had now been exposed to the hallucinogenic smoke.

Their consciousness fell into a fuzzy state in a short period of time, and everything around them took on a bizarre color. They were so scared that they collapsed on the ground and stepped back repeatedly. Even the pistols in their hands fell to the side and they had no time to pick them up.

Bai Ma Tan covered his mouth and nose with his hands, his face gloomy.

Günther von Goldberg II had never demonstrated the use of smoke to create illusions before.

No, it seems that it's not that there isn't one. The smoke that this bastard sprays out every time he performs isn't made of dry ice, but rather a hallucinogenic smoke! His attention was completely focused on the hallucinogenic visuals and audio, and he ignored this point!

Just as Bai Ma Tan was thinking about how to deal with the illusionist killer, he heard a loud bang.

Suddenly, he turned his head to look at the place where the sound came from, but saw a layer of dust rising. A man in a staff uniform stood up in the dust, and the ground under the man's feet had cracks spreading like spider webs.

Is this Kyogoku Makoto? How did he get down here? Did he just jump?

The famous detective who had returned from studying in England did not understand these things and was just greatly shocked.

He always thought that learning hand-to-hand combat skills such as karate and aikido was actually meaningless, because no matter how high the hand-to-hand combat skills were, they would be powerless against guns.

However, Kyogoku Makoto's performance surprised him, and he began to doubt whether guns were so omnipotent.

However, Kyogoku Makoto didn't know what Hakuba Tan was thinking, he only knew one thing.

He wanted to pull this guy called the illusionist out of the smoke and beat him up!

In full view of the crowd, Kyogoku Makoto didn't move, but just stood in a horse stance.

Such a strange scene made the illusionist Spider, who was hiding in the fog and waiting for Snake's rescue vehicle to arrive, feel a little uneasy, but he still tried to remain calm, thinking that Kyogoku Makoto was just being mysterious.

The last time they fought him in the fog, they had only relied on their excellent senses to locate him by sound. Now, how could they possibly beat him up without even getting close to him? That was impossible!

Kyogoku Makoto was taking a deep breath at this moment, and he slowly pulled his wrist back.

When the illusionist Spider saw this scene, he felt a little more uneasy for no reason. He felt that Kyogoku Makoto's behavior would pose a huge threat to him, but he didn't know where the threat came from.

Swish————

At this moment, outside the Space Theater, Snake drove his car, used smoke to clear a path, and successfully arrived outside the Space Theater, while the civilians hid aside in fear, not daring to approach his location at all.

As for those officers from Investigation Section 2? Their manners weren't much better than those of the civilians.

However, Snake was somewhat confused when he saw the scene in the lobby on the first floor.

Those Tokyo Metropolitan Police Department officers with guns were completely frightened. The guy dressed like Sherlock Holmes had no other weapons on him. There was only one staff member with his back to him doing horse stance.

Huh, what is this? Performance art?

Snake laughed in his heart, he took out a pistol from his arms and pointed it at the staff member's head.

Then, the next moment, he heard the sound of the wind——

Kyogoku Makoto threw a standard straight punch.

The terrifying power that only the scientific worldview can designate as the Gundam instantly created a strong wind that completely blew away the smoke created by the illusionist Spider, leaving not a trace behind. (Note)

Hidden in the fog, Günter von Goldberg II, who had unknowingly put on a simple filter, widened his eyes.

————No, buddy, you opened it? Is this reasonable? Are you still a human being?

The illusionist could hardly believe what he was seeing.

He would rather think that his simple filter was damaged by the large-scale movement just now, rather than believe that someone could actually use his fists to produce a shock wave effect comparable to that of a grenade explosion!

Snake, who had originally pointed the gun at the back of Kyogoku Makoto's head, fell silent.

He put down the gun silently, a hint of panic flashing through his mind.

As a killer for a mysterious organization, he wasn't a top killer like Spider. He was just an ordinary codename killer who was just trying to make a living. How much salary did he get? And he was asked to save people from such a terrifying enemy? How much salary did he get to do such a dangerous thing?

"call----"

Kyogoku Makoto breathed a sigh of relief.

It had been a long time since he had used his full strength. This time, out of anger, he had made a rare all-out effort. Now it seemed that the effect was quite good. At least this annoying illusionist killer had appeared.

"...How can you even be considered a human being?!"

Günter von Goldberg II broke through the defense, a big one.

His gaze fell on the black luxury car where Snake was not far away, and then turned back to Kyogoku Makoto who was blocking the road and obviously not letting him pass. He was about to curse a few words when he heard a voice from behind.

"Of course he is a human being, a complete one, but you are different."

The illusionist turned his head and looked at the black-clad figure that appeared at the entrance of the stairwell.

"You're willing to do whatever it takes to achieve your goals, even resorting to methods that cause large-scale hallucinations and cannibalism. You have absolutely no morals. In my opinion, you're no longer human. Even calling you an animal is an insult to the word 'beast.'"

The urban legend of Beika Town appears within the sight of Hakuba Tan and Kyogoku Makoto.

He raised his black pistol, pointed it at Günter von Goldberg II, and said coldly.

"Spider, I'm here to kill you."

Family, take a break.

It's a bit late now... I don't have the energy to write

Chapter 297 A True Urban Legend (4/5)

The remaining white smoke was blown away by the strong wind, and a figure in a black coat walked out from the remaining smoke.

At this moment, Snake, a member of the mysterious organization in the black luxury car in the distance, widened his eyes.

He looked in disbelief at the man in a black coat, sunglasses, and holding a black pistol.